That was such an alien experience.
My face burned hotter, but I couldn’t look away.I inspected him as if he were a rare jewel under a glass case, and he let me, cheeks faintly flushed, chest rising and falling faster as my gaze lingered.
“I never thought they came in your size,” I admitted, immediately slapping a hand over my mouth.“Sorry.I should think before I speak.”
“Don’t be.”He shook his head, enjoying the way I was humoring him.“Keep talking.I like it when you compliment my cock.”
I looked again and swallowed hard as I realized he was slowly getting hard.
Right in front of me.
Oh wow.
He smirked, brimming with confidence and a hint of arrogance.“I take it you like what you see?”
I hummed, unable to stop my thighs from pressing together.“It’s… very impressive.”
He gave me a mock bow.“Thank you.”Then he tucked himself back into his boxers.“Now, excuse me for a second.I’ll be right back.”
I nodded as he disappeared into the bathroom, the sound of the shower starting a few minutes later.
“He was half-hard,” I said to myself, peeling off my ruined stockings.He had torn a hole straight through the middle anyway.With a sigh, I tossed them aside and sank back into the bed.
Why didn’t he ask for my help?
Why didn’t I offer?
My sister was right.I needed to put myself out there more and ask for what I wanted.Dex had been willing to indulge my curiosity, my demands even, so why hadn’t I just…asked?
I grabbed my phone from the nightstand.The screen was lit as it was still recording.My breath caught as I replayed the moment he hovered over me, teasing me through my stockings and panties.
“You’re a delight when I tease you,” his voice was full of lust in the video.
My stomach tightened, heat pooling low as I watched him kiss?—
“Already rewatching it?”
My head jerked up.Dex leaned against the wall, wearing nothing but a towel and a smirk, water dripping down the ridges of his chest.His voice dropped into that low drawl that made me shiver.
“I didn’t know you were so greedy, Miss Katie.”
I froze, my eyes following the trail of droplets as they slid over his pecs, down his abs, disappearing into the edge of the towel.
“Didn’t I satisfy you enough?”he asked, prowling toward me.His hands braced on either side of my ankle, the mattress dipping under his weight.“Do you want me to use my tongue this time… or my hands?Or maybe my co?—”
“Shh.Stop.”I lifted my arms, cutting him off.I loved that he was so eager, but I needed a pause.“We need to talk.”
He straightened, frowning slightly as I pushed up from the bed.My knees wobbled, but before I could stumble, he caught my arm and guided me to the armchair.
“You need sugar,” he said, grabbing a bottle of water.
“I’ve got a protein bar,” I offered, rising, but his look stopped me cold.So I stayed seated.It was kind of amusing to see him walk around the room in nothing but a towel.But the towel was wrapped very sturdily.Boo.
“You need to stay hydrated,” he insisted, tearing the wrapper and handing me the bar.
“This has never happened to me before,” I said, taking a small bite.“I don’t usually get dizzy.”
“Usually?”His brow arched.
